“We are just wind on this earth, wind breathing in air.”

“Anger can kill, even a feather gently blowing in the wind.”

“Way is, where way goes. As a wind that blows and the bird that soars, into the open blue, where it neither knows when do is due.”

“Why after the dust settles, someone has to come by and blow at it, stirring it up into the air again?”

“The dead has always been within us, its just the graveyard where we lay to rest.”

“Life turns, and returns death. Where death digs its claws into the grave only to pull out life, as a baby from a womb; and the recycle of air, the recycle of struggles that never achieve satisfaction, in a constant turning world, of an untuned universe.”

“You can see Heaven, if you just close your eyes.”